( Ãnd the strãnge maidën)
By: Faith Lucky
“Xa…vier… I’m sorry.” Delaney stuttered nervously, with her hands fondling with the hem of her shirt.
“For what exactly?” I asked calmly and stood up from my bed and walked closer to meet her.
She swallowed down nothing and took her gaze to the floor– nervousness was clearly written all over her face.
“For… You seeing Rio and I in a compromise state. I know you were disappointed at me and I’m sorry.” She sniffed in and when she took her gaze to lock with mine, she was already in tears.
“Okay, it’s fine. Stop crying okay?” I sighed and ran my hand through my hair.
“I won’t stop crying until you forgive me.” She sobbed harder.
Geez, what the hell is wrong with her?
“I forgiven you Delaney okay? I ain’t mad at you.” I cooed and used my thumb to wipe her tears.
“Really?” Her face lit up in excitement.
“Yeah.” I forced a small smile.
I was expecting a hug or something, but I got something else, a shocker.
Delaney took my wrist and bit it hard.
“Argh! Why did you do that?” I yelled, soothing my hurting wrist.
Geez, her teeth were so sharp.
“That’s for making me cry.” She stuck out her tongue mockingly at me and started towards the door.
“Delaney!” I yelled and stomped my feet on the floor.
“I didn’t make you cry, you know.” I whined and glared daggers at her.
“You did. I know you believed that Rio and I didn’t place our lips together. You were just being arrogant.” She pouted and twisted the knob of my door.
I stood rooted on the same spot, staring keenly at her and not doing anything, not even making a move to go closer to her.
“I’ll get back at you.” I seethed.
“Blah!” She stuck out her tongue, wriggled her butt and bolted out of my room.
I laughed loudly as I reminisced on how she had wriggled her butt.
She had looked so funny doing that.
But gosh! Her butt were so firm and round.
I pray I don’t have an erection mere thinking about the huge butt.
But seriously, she’s so dramatic.
I shook my head and walked back to my bed, holding my wrist.
Gosh! Her bite was so painful but I’m sure lucky her teeth didn’t pull off my flesh.
But I’m definitely gonna get back at her.
I smiled in satisfaction as I hum softly to nothing in particular.
I swayed my hands happily and made my way to Xavier’s mom room.
Her plan did work.
She is sure a genius.
I opened her door and walked in.
“Mom!” I squealed enthusiastically and ran to hug her.
“Hey, call down.” She laughed and hugged me back.
“Your plan worked.” I giggled and sat beside her on her dressing table.
“Really? Xavier isn’t mad at you anymore?” She asked with a smile.
“He isn’t.” I replied enthusiastically.
“That’s nice Delaney, you must have cried real well, right?” She chuckled.
“Of course. Trust me on what I can do.” I boasted with a grin.
“That’s my girl.” She praised and hugged me.
I smiled and hugged her tightly.
During our ride to school, I ignored Delaney even when she tried to start a conversation with me.
I just decided to punish her with the silent treatment.
“Xa…” She trailed off as the car drove into the school compound and to the parking lots.
“I opened the car door, took my backpack and alighted gracefully from the car.
I haven’t talked to Chelsea yet and I intend to do so today.
She has a lot of explanations to give.
My jaw dropped in shock as I stared at whatever that was playing in my phone.
What the f*cking hell!
This can’t be true right?
My hands shook as I continued to stare at it, but absent-mindedly.
How did this happen?
In school in the next day, I was so perturbed. I was contemplating if I should go against my mom and go behind her back to meet my dad or if I should listen to my mom and not ask help from him.
But sincerely, apart from grandma’s hospital bills, I also want to see and talk to him.
I want him to know that he has a daughter apart from Chelsea.
What the hell should I do?
I was so disappointed at what I had seen. I stopped playing the video and kept my phone in my trouser pocket.
I sighed softly and walked out of the restroom, heading to the classroom.
Even as I walk through the hallway, my mind wasn’t at rest. I felt so bothered because of the video I had seen.
It looked so real and it definitely wasn’t edited.
But why would she stoop so low.
It’s something I never expected from her because she isn’t a b^tch like the other girls who flaunt themselves at me and let me f*ck them.
Even if she’s clingy, she isn’t who I saw in that video.
“Oh my! You should have seen Xavier’s face as he walked out of the restroom. He looked so disappointed.” Brianna laughed mockingly as we sat on a swing in the field.
We held on the handles and swinged gently.
“Why wouldn’t he be disappointed after seeing such a thing? He has every right to be angry and disappointed.” I smirked and moved my legs hurt rhythmically.
“Yeah. And Brielle, you should get ready to go closer to him. This is the perfect opportunity.” Blair smiled.
“Definitely.” I smiled triumphantly.
I had gotten home after the party and seriously, I wasn’t myself.
I suddenly felt drowsy and tired.
It felt as if my head was blank. But nevertheless, I had great fun at the party.
Feeling so enthusiastic, I got ready for school. I just couldn’t wait to talk to Xavier and say bad things about Delaney.
And I hope he hasn’t forgiven her yet and he should still be angry at her.
This is a perfect opportunity for me.
During lunch break, students were started murmuring with their gazes on their phones and some students were pointing fingers at me.
What’s going on?
From murmuring, it became serious as the class became rowdy with different voices around every corner. Their gaze were just on their phones and some stares at me…
I just couldn’t understand what exactly was going on.
“Chelsea! You need to check your phone. The news is everywhere.” A student said, but I could sense a glint of mockery in her tone.
I sighed and brought my phone from my backpack.
I logged in into our class website and I was utterly gob-smacked as I watched the video.
What’s that the reason Xavier had totally ignored me earlier today?
Does he already know about the video?
But who could have done this and when?
But wait, when the this sort of a thing happen?
I can’t remember such a thing happening to me.
“Cheap whore!” Students mocked at me.
My phone fell from my hands and I didn’t know when I fell on my knees.
I felt so humiliated and ashamed.
How and when the this happen?
A video of me having sex with a stranger? A guy I don’t even know.
How did I end up on his bed?
Why can’t I remember anything?
Was I framed? But who could have done it?
The B3 girls have explanations to give me because they were the ones I had hung out with and I’m definitely sure that was when this stuff happened.
They would probably know a thing or two about the video.
But it hurts! Would I call it rape or what? I can’t even remember a thing no matter how hard I tried.
This is definitely a set-up and I must find the person and I swear… I would deal greatly with that person.
But what about Xavier? What does he even intend to do if he had probably seen the video?
I guess he’d be so disappointed at me.
The students continued to say taunting words but I was too weak to even reply to any of their insults.
The booing stopped. When I raised my head to check the reason for their quietness, I saw Xavier and my heart gave a mighty leap.
Brielle was beside him and holding onto his arms and she had a huge grin on her face.
Hm, this B3 girls are bad oo 🙆
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